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This volume gathers a sequence of history plays that dramatize struggles over kingship, succession, and national identity in late medieval England. Rulers confront rebellions, papal and foreign pressure, and challenges to legitimacy, while a young prince evolves from license to wartime command. Scenes range from courtly intrigue and parliamentary deposition to battlefield councils and siege drama, intermixing solemn meditation on power and right with earthy comic relief provided by a boisterous companion. Recurring themes include the burdens of rule, honor versus expediency, the manipulation of law and ceremony, and the formation of leadership through conflict.


The Chronicle Historie
of Henry the fift: with his battel fought
at AginCourt in France. Togither with
Auncient Pistoll.

[Sc. I.]

Enter King Henry, Exeter, 2. Bishops, Clarence, and other Attendants.

Exeter. Shall I call in Thambassadors my Liege?
King. Not yet my Cousin, til we be resolude
Of some serious matters touching vs and France.
Bi. God and his Angels guard your sacred throne,
And make you long become it.5
King. Shure we thank you. And good my Lord proceed[5435]
Why the Lawe Salicke which they haue in France,
Or should or should not, stop vs in our clayme:[5436]
And God forbid my wise and learned Lord,
That you should fashion, frame, or wrest the same.10
For God doth know how many now in health,
Shall drop their blood in approbation,
Of what your reuerence shall incite vs too.
Therefore take heed how you impawne our person,
How you awake the sleeping sword of warre:15
We charge you in the name of God take heed.
After this coniuration, speake my Lord:
And we will iudge, note, and beleeue in heart,
That what you speake, is washt as pure
As sin in baptisme.20

[Bish.

Then heare me gracious soueraigne, and you peeres,[5437]
Which owe your liues, your faith and seruices
To this imperiall throne.
There is no bar to stay your highnesse claime to France
But one, which they produce from Faramount,25
No female shall succeed in salicke land,
Which salicke land the French vniustly gloze
To be the realme of France:
And Faramont the founder of this law and female barre:
Yet their owne writers faithfully affirme30
That the land salicke lyes in Germany,
Betweene the flouds of Sabeck and of Elme,
Where Charles the fift hauing subdude the Saxons,
There left behind, and setled certaine French,
Who holding in disdaine the Germaine women,35
For some dishonest maners of their liues,
Establisht there this lawe. To wit,
No female shall succeed in salicke land:
Which salicke land as I said before,[5438]
Is at this time in Germany called Mesene:40
Thus doth it well appeare the salicke lawe
Was not deuised for the realme of France,
Nor did the French possesse the salicke land,
Vntill 400. one and twentie yeares
After the function of king Faramont,45
Godly supposed the founder of this lawe:
Hugh Capet also that vsurpt the crowne,
To fine his title with some showe of truth,
When in pure truth it was corrupt and naught:
Conuaid himselfe as heire to the Lady Inger,[5439]50
Daughter to Charles, the foresaid Duke of Lorain,
So that as cleare as is the sommers Sun,
King Pippins title and Hugh Capets claime,
King Charles his satisfaction all appeare,
To hold in right and title of the female:55
So do the Lords of France vntil this day,
Howbeit they would hold vp this salick lawe
To bar your highnesse claiming from the female,
And rather choose to hide them in a net,
Then amply to imbace their crooked causes,[5440]60
Vsurpt from you and your progenitors.
K. May we with right & conscience make this claime?
Bi. The sin vpon my head dread soueraigne.
For in the booke of Numbers is it writ,[5441]
When the sonne dyes, let the inheritance65
Descend vnto the daughter.
Noble Lord stand for your owne,
Vnwinde your bloody flagge,
Go my dread Lord to your great graunsirs graue,[5442]
From whom you clayme:70
And your great Vncle Edward the blacke Prince,
Who on the French ground playd a Tragedy
Making defeat on the full power of France,
Whilest his most mighty father on a hill,
Stood smiling to behold his Lyons whelpe,75
Foraging blood of French Nobilitie.[5443]
O Noble English that could entertaine
With halfe their Forces the full power of France:
And let an other halfe stand laughing by,
All out of worke, and cold for action.80
King. We must not onely arme vs against the French,[5444]
But lay downe our proportion for the Scot,[5445]
Who will make rode vpon vs with all aduantages.
Bi. The Marches gracious soueraigne, shalbe sufficient
To guard your England from the pilfering borderers.85
King. We do not meane the coursing sneakers onely,
But feare the mayne entendement of the Scot,
For you shall read, neuer my great grandfather
Vnmaskt his power for France,
But that the Scot on his vnfurnisht Kingdome,90
Came pouring like the Tide into a breach,
That England being empty of defences,
Hath shooke and trembled at the brute hereof.
Bi. She hath bin then more feared then hurt my Lord:
For heare her but examplified by her selfe,95
When all her chiualry hath bene in France
And she a mourning widow of her Nobles,
She hath her selfe not only well defended,
But taken and impounded as a stray, the king of Scots,
Whom like a caytiffe she did leade to France,100
Filling your Chronicles as rich with praise
As is the owse and bottome of the sea
With sunken wrack and shiplesse treasurie.
Lord. There is a saying very old and true,
If you will France win,105
Then with Scotland first begin:
For once the Eagle, England being in pray,
To his vnfurnish nest the weazel Scot[5446]
Would suck her egs, playing the mouse in absence of the cat:
To spoyle and hauock more then she can eat.110
Exe. It followes then, the cat must stay at home,
Yet that is but a curst necessitie,
Since we haue trappes to catch the petty theeues:
Whilste that the armed hand doth fight abroad
The aduised head controlles at home:115
For gouernment though high or lowe, being put into parts,[5447]
Congrueth with a mutuall consent like musicke.
Bi. True: therefore doth heauen diuide the fate of man in diuers functions.
Whereto is added as an ayme or but, obedience:
For so liue the honey Bees, creatures that by awe120
Ordaine an act of order to a peopeld Kingdome:
They haue a King and officers of sort,
Where some like Magistrates correct at home:
Others like Marchants venture trade abroad:
Others like souldiers armed in their stings,125
Make boote vpon the sommers veluet bud:
Which pillage they with mery march bring home
To the tent royall of their Emperour;
Who busied in his maiestie, behold
The singing masons building roofes of gold:130
The ciuell citizens lading vp the honey,
The sad eyde Iustice with his surly humme,
Deliuering vp to executors pale, the lazy caning Drone.
This I infer, that 20. actions once a foote,
May all end in one moment.135
As many Arrowes losed seuerall wayes, flye to one marke:
As many seuerall wayes meete in one towne:
As many fresh streames run in one selfe sea:
As many lines close in the dyall center:
So may a thousand actions once a foote,140
End in one moment, and be all well borne without defect.
Therefore my Liege to France,
Diuide your happy England into foure,
Of which take you one quarter into France,
And you withall, shall make all Gallia shake.145
If we with thrice that power left at home,
Cannot defend our owne doore from the dogge,
Let vs be beaten, and from henceforth lose
The name of pollicy and hardinesse.
Ki. Call in the messenger sent frō the Dolphin.150
And by your ayde, the noble sinewes of our land,
France being ours, weele bring it to our awe,
Or breake it all in peeces:
Eyther our Chronicles shal with full mouth speak
Freely of our acts,155
Or else like toonglesse mutes
Not worshipt with a paper Epitaph:

Enter Thambassadors from France.

Now are we well prepared to know the Dolphins pleasure,
For we heare your comming is from him.
Ambassa. Pleaseth your Maiestie to giue vs leaue160
Freely to render what we haue in charge:
Or shall I sparingly shew a farre off,
The Dolphins pleasure and our Embassage?
King. We are no tyrant, but a Christian King,
To whom our spirit is as subiect,165
As are our wretches fettered in our prisons.
Therefore freely and with vncurbed boldnesse
Tell vs the Dolphins minde.
Ambas. Then this in fine the Dolphin saith,
Whereas you clayme certaine Townes in France,170
From your predecessor king Edward the third,
This he returnes.
He saith, theres nought in France that can be with a nimble
Galliard wonne: you cannot reuel into Dukedomes there:
Therefore he sendeth meeter for your study,175
This tunne of treasure: and in lieu of this,
Desires to let the Dukedomes that you craue
Heare no more from you: This the Dolphin saith.
King. What treasure Vncle?
Exe. Tennis balles my Liege.180
King. We are glad the Dolphin is so pleasant with vs,
Your message and his present we accept:
When we haue matched our rackets to these balles,
We will by Gods grace play such a set,[5448]
Shall strike his fathers crowne into the hazard.185
Tell him he hath made a match with such a wrangler,
That all the Courts of France shall be disturbd with chases.
And we vnderstand him well, how he comes ore vs
With our wilder dayes, not measuring what vse we made of them.
We neuer valued this poore seate of England.190
And therefore gaue our selues to barbarous licence:
As tis common seene that men are merriest when they are from home.
But tell the Dolphin we will keepe our state,
Be like a King, mightie and commaund,
When we do rowse vs in throne of France:[5449]195
For this haue we laid by our Maiestie:[5450]
And plodded lide a man for working dayes.[5451]
But we will rise there with so full of glory,[5452]
That we will dazell all the eyes of France,
I strike the Dolphin blinde to looke on vs,200
And tell him this, his mock hath turnd his balles to gun stones,
And his soule shall sit sore charged for the wastfull vengeance
That shall flye from them. For this his mocke
Shall mocke many a wife out of their deare husbands.
Mocke mothers from their sonnes, mocke Castles downe,205
I some are yet vngotten and vnborne,
That shall haue cause to curse the Dolphins scorne.
But this lyes all within the wil of God, to whom we doo appeale,
And in whose name tel you the Dolphin we are coming on
To venge vs as we may, and to put forth our hand210
In a rightfull cause: so get you hence, and tell your Prince,[5453]
His Iest will sauour but of shallow wit,
When thousands weepe, more then did laugh at it.
Conuey them with safe conduct: see them hence.
Exe. This was a merry message.215
King. We hope to make the sender blush at it:
Therfore let our collectiō for the wars be soone prouided:
For God before, weell check the Dolphin at his fathers doore.
Therefore let euery man now taske his thought,
That this faire action may on foote be brought.220

[Exeunt omnes.

[Sc. II.]

Enter Nim and Bardolfe.

Bar. Godmorrow Corporall Nim.[5454]
Nim. Godmorrow Lieftenant Bardolfe.[5454]
Bar. What is antient Pistoll and thee friends yet?
Nim. I cannot tell, things must be as they may:
I dare not fight, but I will winke and hold out mine Iron:5
It is a simple one, but what tho; it will serue to toste cheese,[5455]
And it will endure cold as an other mans sword will,
And theres the humor of it.
Bar. Yfaith mistresse quickly did thee great wrong,[5456]
For thou weart troth plight to her.10
Nim. I must do as I may, tho patience be a tyred mare,
Yet sheel plod, and some say kniues haue edges,
And men may sleepe and haue their throtes about them
At that time, and there is the humour of it.
Bar. Come yfaith. Il bestow a breakfast to make Pistoll15
And thee friendes. What a plague should we carrie kniues
To cut our owne throates.
Nim. Yfaith Il liue as long as I may, thats the certaine of it.
And when I cannot liue any longer, Il do as I may,
And theres my rest, and the randeuous of it.20

Enter Pistoll and Hostes Quickly, his wife.[5457]

Bar. Godmorrow ancient Pistoll.[5454]
Heere comes ancient Pistoll, I prithee Nim be quiet.
Nim. How do you my Hoste?
Pist. Base slaue, callest thou me hoste?
Now by gads lugges I sweare, I scorne the title,25
Nor shall my Nell keepe lodging.
Host. No by my troath not I,
For we cānot bed nor boord half a score honest gētlewomē[5458]
That liue honestly by the prick of their needle,
But it is thought straight we keepe a bawdy-house.30
O Lord heeres Corporall Nims, now shall[5459]
We haue wilful adultry and murther committed:
Good Corporall Nim shew the valour of a man,
And put vp your sword.
Nim. Push.35
Pist. What dost thou push, thou prickeard cur of Iseland?
Nim. Will you shog off? I would haue you solus.
Pist. Solus egregious dog, that solus in thy throte,
And in thy lungs, and which is worse, within
Thy mesfull mouth, I do retort that solus in thy40
Bowels, and in thy law, perdie: for I can talke,
And Pistolls flashing firy cock is vp.
Nim. I am not Barbasom, you cannot coniure me:[5460]
I haue an humour Pistoll to knock you indifferently well,
And you fall foule with me Pistoll, Il scoure you with my45
Rapier in faire termes. If you will walke off a little,
Ile pricke your guts a little in good termes,
And theres the humour of it.
Pist. O braggard vile, and damned furious wight,
The Graue doth gape, and groaning50
Death is neare, therefore exall.

They drawe.

Bar. Heare me, he that strikes the first blow,
Ile kill him, as I am a souldier.
Pist. An oath of mickle might, and fury shall abate.
Nim. He cut your throat at one time or an other in faire termes,55
And theres the humor of it.
Post. Couple gorge is the word, I thee defie agen:
A damned hound, thinkst thou my spouse to get?
No, to the powdering tub of infamy,
Fetch forth the lazar kite of Cresides kinde,60
Doll Tear-sheete, she by name, and her espowse
I haue, and I will hold, the quandom quickly,
For the onely she and Paco, there it is inough.

Enter the Boy.

Boy. Hostes you must come straight to my maister,
And you Host Pistoll. Good Bardolfe65
Put thy nose betweene the sheetes, and do the office of a warming pan.[5461]
Host. By my troath heele yeeld the crow a pudding one of these dayes,
Ile go to him, husband youle come?
Bar. Come Pistoll be friends.
Nim prithee be friends, and if thou wilt not be70
Enemies with me too.
Ni. I shal haue my eight shillings I woon of you at beating?[5462]
Pist. Base is the slaue that payes.
Nim. That now I will haue, and theres the humor of it.
Pist. As manhood shall compound. They draw.75
Bar. He that strikes the first blow,
Ile kill him by this sword.
Pist. Sword is an oath, and oathes must haue their course.
Nim. I shall haue my eight shillings I wonne of you at
beating?[5462]
Pist. A noble shalt thou haue, and readie pay,80
And liquor likewise will I giue to thee,
And friendship shall combind and brotherhood:[5463]
Ile liue by Nim as Nim shall liue by me:
Is not this iust? for I shall Sutler be[5464]
Vnto the Campe, and profit will occrue.85
Nim. I shall haue my noble?
Pist. In cash most truly paid.
Nim. Why theres the humour of it.

Enter Hostes.

Hostes. As euer you came of men come in,
Sir Iohn poore soule is so troubled90
With a burning tashan contigian feuer, tis wonderfull.
Pist. Let vs condoll the knight: for lamkins we will liue.[5465]

[Exeunt omnes.

[Sc. III.]

Enter Exeter and Gloster.

Glost. Before God my Lord, his Grace is too bold to trust these traytors.
Exe. They shalbe apprehended by and by.
Glost. I but the man that was his bedfellow
Whom he hath cloyed and graced with princely fauours
That he should for a forraine purse, to sell5
His Soueraignes life to death and trechery.
Exe. O the Lord of Massham.

Enter the King and three Lords.

King. Now sirs the windes faire, and we wil aboord;[5466]
My Lord of Cambridge, and my Lord of Massham,
And you my gentle Knight, giue me your thoughts,10
Do you not thinke the power we beare with vs,
Will make vs conquerors in the field of France?
Masha. No doubt my Liege, if each man do his best.
Cam. Neuer was Monarch better feared and loued then is your maiestie.
Gray. Euen those that were your fathers enemies15
Haue steeped their galles in honey for your sake.
King. We therefore haue great cause of thankfulnesse,
And shall forget the office of our hands:
Sooner then reward and merit,[5467]
According to their cause and worthinesse.20
Masha. So seruice shall with steeled sinewes shine,
And labour shall refresh it selfe with hope
To do your Grace incessant seruice.
King. Vncle of Exeter, enlarge the man
Committed yesterday, that rayled against our person,25
We consider it was the heate of wine that set him on,
And on his more aduice we pardon him.
Masha. That is mercie, but too much securitie:
Let him bee punisht Soueraigne, least the example of him,
Breed more of such a kinde.30
King. O let vs yet be mercifull.
Cam. So may your highnesse, and punish too.
Gray. You shew great mercie if you giue him life,
After the taste of his correction.
King. Alas your too much care and loue of me35
Are heauy orisons gainst the poore wretch,[5468]
If litle faults proceeding on distemper should not bee winked at,
How should we stretch our eye, when capitall crimes,
Chewed, swallowed and disgested, appeare before vs:[5469]
Well yet enlarge the man, tho Cambridge and the rest40
In their deare loues, and tender preseruation of our state,
Would haue him punisht.
Now to our French causes.
Who are the late Commissioners?
Cam. Me one my Lord, your highnesse bad me aske for it to day. 45
Mash. So did you me my Soueraigne.
Gray. And me my Lord.
King. Then Richard Earle of Cambridge there is yours.
There is yours my Lord of Masham.
And sir Thomas Gray knight of Northumberland, this same is yours:50
Read them, and know we know your worthinesse.
Vnckle Exeter, I will aboord to night.
Why how now Gentlemen, why change you colour?
What see you in those papers
That hath so chased your blood out of apparance?55
Cam. I do confesse my fault, and do submit me
To your highnesse mercie.
Mash. To which we all appeale.
King. The mercy which was quit in us but late,
By your owne reasons is forestald and done:60
You must not dare for shame to aske for mercy,
For your owne conscience turne upon your bosomes,
As dogs upon their maisters worrying them.
See you my Princes, and my noble Peeres,
These English monsters:65
My Lord of Cambridge here,
You know how apt we were to grace him,
In all things belonging to his honour:
And this vilde man hath for a fewe light crownes,
Lightly conspired and sworne vnto the practices of France:70
To kill vs here in Hampton. To the which,
This knight no lesse in bountie bound to vs
Then Cambridge is, haah likewise sworne.[5470]
But oh what shall I say to thee false man,
Thou cruell ingratefull and inhumane creature,75
Thou that didst beare the key of all my counsell,
That knewst the very secrets of my heart,
That almost mightest a coyned me into gold,[5471]
Wouldest thou a practisde on me for thy vse:[5472]
Can it be possible that out of thee80
Should proceed one sparke that might annoy my finger?
Tis so strange, that tho the truth doth showe as grose
As black from white, mine eye wil scarcely see it.
Their faults are open, arrest them to the answer of the lawe,
And God acquit them of their practises.85
Exe. I arrest thee of high treason,
By the name of Richard, Earle of Cambridge.
I arest thee of high treason.
By the name of Henry, Lord of Masham.
I arest thee of high treason,90
By the name of Thomas Gray, knight of Northumberland.
Mash. Our purposes God iustly hath discouered,
And I repent my fault more then my death,
Which I beseech your maiestie forgiue,
Altho my body pay the price of it.95
King. God quit you in his mercy. Heare your sentence.[5473]
You haue conspired against our royall person,
Ioyned with an enemy proclaimed and fixed.
And frō his coffers receiued the golden earnest of our death
Touching our person we seeke no redresse.
But we our kingdomes safetie must so tender101
Whose ruine you haue sought,
That to our lawes we do deliuer you.
Get ye therefore hence: poore miserable creatures to your death,[5474]
The taste whereof, God in his mercy giue you105
Patience to endure, and true repentance of all your deeds amisse:
Beare them hence.

Exit three Lords.

Now Lords to France. The enterprise whereof,
Shall be to you as us, successiuely.
Since God cut off this dangerous treason lurking in our way110
Cheerly to sea, the signes of war aduance:
No King of England, if not King of France.

Exit omnes.

[Sc. IV.]

Enter Nim, Pistoll, Bardolfe, Hostes and a Boy.

Host. I prethy sweete heart, let me bring thee so farre as Stanes.
Pist. No fur, no fur.
Bar. Well sir Iohn is gone. God be with him.
Host. I, he is in Arthors bosom, if euer any were:
He went away as if it were a crysombd childe,[5475]5
Betweene twelue and one,
Iust at turning of the tide:
His nose was as sharpe as a pen:
For when I saw him fumble with the sheetes,
And talk of floures and smile vpō his fingers ends10
I knew there was no way but one.
How now sir Iohn quoth I?
And he cryed three times, God, God, God,
Now I to comfort him, bad him not think of God,
I hope there was no such need.15
Then he bad me put more cloathes at his feete:[5476]
And I felt to them, and they were as cold as any stone:
And to his knees, and they were as cold as any stone.
And so vpward, and vpward, and all was as cold as any stone.[5477]
Nim. They say he cride out on Sack.20
Host. I that he did.
Boy. And of women.
Host. No that he did not.
Boy. Yes that he did: and he sed they were diuels incarnat.[5478]
Host. Indeed carnation was a colour he neuer loued.
Nim. Well he did cry out on women.26
Host. Indeed he did in some sort handle women,
But then he was rumaticke, and talkt of the whore of Babylon.
Boy. Hostes do you remember he saw a Flea stand
Vpon Bardolfes Nose, and sed it was a blacke soule30
Burning in hell fire?[5479]
Bar. Well, God be with him,
That was all the wealth I got in his seruice.
Nim. Shall we shog off?
The king wil be gone from Southampton.35
Pist. Cleare vp thy cristalles,
Looke to my chattels and my moueables.
Trust none: the word is pitch and pay:[5480]
Mens words are wafer cakes,
And holdfast is the onely dog my deare.40
Therefore cophetua be thy counsellor,
Touch her soft lips and part.
Bar. Farewell hostes.
Nim. I cannot kis: and theres the humor of it.
But adieu.45
Pist. Keepe fast thy buggle boe.

Exit omnes.

[Sc. V.]

Enter King of France, Bourbon, Dolphin, and others.